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I liked the book. However, I didn’t read it. I listened to
it. The audio book version of The Help is one of the best examples of the art
of audio booking I’ve ever come across. And I think the awesomeness of the
performances might have made it harder for me to see what was really being said
through the course of the narrative. Hearing the voices of these characters
made them seem like more than just words on a page. If the book had come into
my brain it through my eyeballs instead of my ears, I think my experience of it
would have been very different.
I liked the book. I recognize some of the more manipulative
elements in the story, and yes, Skeeter Phelan’s role as catalyst made me
uncomfortable. But hearing those voices performed as they were made me feel
like the book was more about women helping women that about a white woman
filtering the experiences of black women.
I don’t feel guilty about enjoying my experience of the
book. Thanks to the narrators, I felt as if I were in the company of three
wonderful, strong women for the days I was listening to the story. I also think
that the engaging nature of the story, while in many ways undercutting the
reality of the time, has made these issues and questions accessible to people
who might otherwise never have thought about it. Now people are talking—about
what life was really like them, about what life is like for domestics now.
About what the book misses, avoids, or misrepresents in its efforts to tell
that story.
So, yes, the book is flawed. Perhaps deeply so. But the
conversation coming out of it is one that needs to happen and which might, in
the long run, help lead to necessary awareness and changes in the world around
us.
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